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-Beth's POV-

"No," I tell Matt, just as Jeff comes bounding down the stairs, Lucas following after him, yip-yapping along with the Rainbow Haired Warrior, eyes glistening-the dog, not Jeff, heh. Matt and I are staring at him expectedly, waiting to hear if Charity is leaving and never coming back. "Well, does she hate you now too?" I ask finally.

"No," Jeff replies.

"Well, what did she say?" Matt asks, rolling his eyes, then leans down and picks up Lucas and pets him.

"None-ya. Its between Charity and I. What goes on with us is none of your business," Jeff replies matter-of-factly with a smirk. "All I can say is that Matt and I need to talk to Shannon alone sometime in the next few days. The boy isn't going to know what hit him."

I eye Jeff, my eyes scrunching up to my nose. "What is that supposed to mean? Did she or did she not tell you what happened at Shannon's?"

"You'll have to go up there and ask yourself, ma'am. I am a man of secrets," Jeff concludes before heading out of the kitchen with a large smile on his face. I want to go into the living room and teach him what a real kick to the head feels like, but…I don't know, maybe he's right. I should go talk to Charity.

-Charity's POV-

"You'll have to go up there and ask yourself, ma'am. I am a man of secrets," I hear Jeff state, and I can almost guarantee there is a wildly cocky smile on his face. Only mistake he made is that he thought I was asleep. Men tend to think woman fall to sleep in the blink of an eye, no, not me. By Beth's reply, I have a feeling she's gonna come up the stairs, so I head back into my room, and sit on the bed, waiting patiently.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two…

"Charity, are you awake?" Beth whispers, her voice soft and caring. I blink as she turns on the lights, only to see me sitting up, and staring at her in the door. "Jeff refuses to tell Matt and me what is going on. We're curious," she admits, showing Matt from behind her, a tentative smile on his face. I smile timidly back, there really, and I've said this before is something amazing in his smile. He doesn't have to show his teeth, or even go out into a full-out grin, yet, it's still the most sincere and welcoming smile I've seen in a long time. I still can't believe Amy left Matt that time ago. I guess some things just aren't meant to be, maybe.

"Come in," I say softly, and hurry around to fix the sheets which have been tangled around my legs in hopes of getting into the bed before Matt and Beth showed up. They smile at me, sitting down on the edge, and wait for me to talk.

When I don't, Matt sends Beth a look that says something along the lines of 'hey, you're the girl, you start.' Nice one, Matthew. "Uh…" Beth starts, and then looks at Matt with amusement. "Matt get out, I can't do this with you in here!" She says with a laugh. Matt pouts in response, eyes darting to me, to which, I'm just trying not to laugh.

"This is really strange," I agree. "I don't want to talk about what happened at Shannon's anyway."

Beth shakes her head. "Charity, it would make it easier on all of us if you told us. What Shannon's done, from what I'm going to assume isn't fair to you. Can't you just tell me…and Matthew what's going on?" She looks so comforting, even more than Jeff did, but I can't help but let it all slip out. The anger that's surfaced from Shannon telling me he doesn't want to go into a relationship with me, even though he seemed to be very much wanting so two days ago. What did I do to change things, what could have I said that really made him hate me so much so quickly?

When I finish, Matt's eyes are a raging brown, a color that suggests I may want to take cover before Matt goes all 'the Hulk' on us. Beth is just nodding, eyes darting in a similar fashion to Matt's. They exchange a glance, and then nod.

"What's going on?" I ask finally. Suddenly, an image of Penn floats into my brain, making it hurt all over again. Holding back tears, I look at them closely.

Matt gets up quickly. "Beth, get Jeff for me. He and I have some business to tend to," he says curtly, before smiling once more at me and leaving the room. I know he's pissed at Shannon now, but I almost don't want him and Jeff to hurt the guy, is that bad?

Beth lingers, looking around the room. "Did you find your cell yet?" she asks, just as Matt screams to Jeff to meet him in the car. Shannon is fucking in big-ass trouble.

"Not yet," I admit. "I was actually thinking that Jamie took it last night. I remember bringing it downstairs and leaving it somewhere." Beth nods, as the door slams, leaving us alone. "Well, what's going to happen to Shannon?"

"No clue," Beth murmurs. "Just…it's not going to be good, I can tell you that."

-Matt's POV-

Shannon Brian Moore is a dead man. I'm going to go Undertaker on him and bring him straight down to hell. How could he do that to a girl, let alone a girl who is so emotionally unstable at the moment? I can feel my blood boiling, and I know Jeff is feeling similar to me, as he keeps tapping on the steering wheel (apparently I'm too 'heated' to drive. Mhm, yeah, sure.) and that only usually happens when he's pissed or nervous.

"I'm going to ring his neck," I state to Jeff. "How could he do that? Why not…I don't fucking know, why would he do that?" I rage on, eyes gleaming with revenge. I wouldn't have done that to her. I would have made sure she was okay first before even of thinking of bringing love into the equation. Shannon needs to learn how to think, because how we have a girl who is supposed to be enjoying her time with us, whimpering in her room about a guy she didn't even know four days ago.

Not to mention, we're heading to Shannon's house at eleven thirty at night, which is just as lovely. "Matt, I don't know why he would do that. That's why we're going to his house," Jeff states back, teeth clenched.

We drive along in the darkness, silence overcoming the car until we arrive. Jeff barely cuts the engine as I pass by Shannon's car and bang heavily on the door. Not even bothering to wait, I shake the handle, hoping it would be open. It's not, of course, but I can see Shannon coming our way.

As soon as the door opens, I think he knows why we're here, but hides it well. "Matt…what the hell is going on that you're banging on my door at freakin' midnight?" he snaps, just as Hela, Dragon, and OZ all come running to the door, the pit-bull making its way up first because of its size. They all stare at me expectedly, probably waiting for me to pet them.

No tonight, pups.

I slam Shannon against the door, just as Jeff shows up beside me. "What did you do to Charity?" I say, teeth gritted. "What the fuck did you do?"

Jeff isn't doing anything, just watching me, but do you blame him? I'm on the war path here. He leans against the hinges of the door, as Shannon backs up, dogs following. Jeff closes the door when we're fully in, my eyes still raging.

"You don't fucking fuck with a girl like that! She's a baby, no else! Eighteen Shannon, eight-fucking-teen! Now she's upstairs in her room, crying her eyes out, and we practically had to force the words out of her. And you told her to take a cab?" I continue screaming in his face. He doesn't seem to want to move, though his eyes are open wide, and he's struggling against my grasp. Good thing I'm bigger than him.

"Hey – wait!" he yells, suddenly coming to the words I spoke. "I did offer the girl a ride, it's not my fucking fault she turned me down! I even paid the bill!" Poor defense Shannon, poor defense.

I grip his face in my hands, eyes narrowing in on his. "I don't fucking care about the ride, Shannon. I just want to know why you fucking told me that you were practically in love with the girl and suddenly, she's not enough for you," I state, voice grave.

"I never said she wasn't good enough for me," he replies, voice hoarse from the stress on his neck. "I…I just can't be with her. I can't be with her while holding the truth in. This lie is dangerous."

My face turned to puzzlement, but my voice was still grave. "What fucking lie, Shannon?"

"Let me go and I'll show you," he mutters. I do so, watching him closely, as he walks into his laundry room and fishes around in a pair of jeans.

"What the hell do your fucking jeans have to do with this?" I continue.

He pulls something out of the pocket, holding it tight in his hands, so neither Jeff nor I can see it even from behind. Then, he flips around, eyes watering with tears. Slowly, he opens his hand, revealing the object that was crucial to Charity. My eyes fall on the object, my mouth agape, as is Jeff's as I shake my head slowly. "It was meant as a joke," he whispers, shaking his head. "I was only going to take it until she realized it was gone. I figured if we got more alone time, I'd be able to win her heart. Now, she's never going to speak to me again if she finds out. I can't go into a relationship with her knowing that I have that on my shoulder."

I stare at the cell phone in Shannon's hand, and find myself shaking my head. "I…I don't believe you," Jeff says, before I can even get the words out. "Matt, let's go. No amount of ass kicking is going to make him feel worse than he does now," Jeff says slowly, shaking his head.

I stop Jeff and turn to Shannon, eyes probably still dark. "I'm not going to tell her, and I'll make sure Bonnie and Clyde don't either, it's up to you. I suggest you tell her before its too late and she really does never talk to you again. Until you do, don't talk to any of us." My voice resembled the Undertaker's, a voice every person was afraid of. I don't know if Shannon heard me, or even cared what I had to say. Because I march out of there, eyes gleaming with a tear in the corner, trying not to look back and sock my best friend in the jaw.

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